Blue Jean Blues

Paul's old Wrangler jeans

I decided Paul needed a makeover.  His uniform of blue jeans, polo shirt and navy sweatshirt was looking jaded.  I dragged him kicking and screaming and into the local Burton Menswear shop.  There was only one pair of jeans in his size.  He refused to try them on, he didn’t like the orange stitching.
 
Failing to get him anywhere near the shops I sent away for some ‘trendy’ clothes from Marks & Spencers.  The shirts and jumper were fine, the jeans were a disaster.  They had the weirdest cut ever, resulting in a deep fold half way down the leg.

Today we drove to Chippenham in a bid to find some nice, new jeans.  Chippenham has a limited selection of shops but we didn’t feel like trekking into Bath.  First stop TK Maxx.  Hundreds of designer jeans – Tommy Hilfiger, Versace, Vivienne Westwood, Ralph Lauren, etc.  All with rips, faded denim, even paint splatters.  Paul said if he wanted jeans like that he had some in the garage he could wear.  Next stop – er – Next.  Again, row upon row of jeans in skinny, super skinny, slim, extra slim, loose – anything but regular.  I persuaded Paul to try on a pair of loose and a pair of slim.  The loose ones were rather baggy but the slim ones looked very sexy.  

“They are too tight around my knees, they don’t feel right.” 
I wasn’t going to argue, they would only gather dust in the wardrobe.

We had to call in at Sainsburys to get some keys cut.  Paul came out of the shop triumphantly bearing two pairs of jeans, one regular pair and one boot cut.  The denim is a bit faded but at least they’re not ripped.  He tried them on when we got home.  His old, original Wrangler jeans still look better.

Sainsbury's straight cut

Sainsbury's boot cut

"I will never, ever wear my cuffs folded back like this..."

I tried.